It’s Saturday, 8th Jan’. And Teresa has wrangled me downstairs, and out of bed, with the admonition, ‘It’s gone midday!’
I went to bed around 9.30-10.00 pm, last night. I’m attempting to get a routine going. A combo of whatever it is that’s been recurring every winter time the past three years – a wheezy/tracheal (is that a word?) cough – and the recent (Jan 6th) attack by Chester, are finding me back in ludicrously exhausted mode.
I think I got to sleep, after some fruitless YouTube surfing and some much more enjoyable reading (Wind In The Willows), around 11 pm.
I’ve long, perhaps always, been someone who feels most tired when I awaken. It’s always been the way! As long as I can remember. I’ve never been an eager/early riser, springing out of bed full of energy. It’s always been a cosy nest I am loathe to emerge from!
I’m now sat on the sofa, typing this. And, unusually for me, not recumbent, but sat up. But I am under blankets. The position is unusual, not the location! And snooker on YouTube is my normal accompaniment, at least currently (I’m faddish, that way).
My upper respiratory tract remains wheezy and ticklish. Right forearm is aching, from Chester’s bite, but not showing any signs of infection. My pill regimen is at its highest watermark for a while; all the usual stuff, plus Omeprazole (for poss’ acid reflux?) and Co-amoxiclav (some form of penicillin, to fight any potential infection of the cat wound!). Mind is calm, albeit a touch anxious about the prospect of resuming teaching work in two days despite feeling utterly washed out.
As is very common for me, for some years now, an upper spine/neck pain headache lurks, sometimes fierce, but right now on the edges of perception. Teresa has just delivered a vapour inhalation for me, to hopefully soothe my throat somewhat. What a conglomeration of treatments and ailments!
I hope that, going forward from here, in my 50th year, I might make some progress towards better health!? I need to lose some weight. Not huge amounts. And some tweaking of the diet, and more activity and exercise (ha, yeah, right… feeling as I do now this latter seems preposterous!), are all that’s required – so much easier said than done!